Alexi laid her head on her desk, holding it in pain. She was obviously hung over from last night, besides she didn't care how others viewed her, for she felt that she wasn't going to have friends away. Alexi was used to being lonely, though sometimes it would turn into manic depression. On the inside she felt like ice, like an outcast to everyone. ALexi then scooted her desk so he was covered completely by the shadow.

Having done this, her appearance grown a tad more transparent, which she wanted because she wasn't too fond of conversation, mainly because she didn't want to get attached to someone again, considering her last "relationship."